paroles de chanson On the Move - Butta

I keep it moving my boots be waring on the concrete
A loose leaf, new sheet stocked baring the chronicles
Locked like ocular reconnaissance on news teams
I use heat to move people flaring the molecules
Of elements that fuel me steadily picking the pace up
Burnt ash to urn ash, earth dust to space dust
Moved from this world such as drifters in star-gates
Shifting at half pace, readily get the race one
The base drum steady chased as a mark of the rate to be marched
For every waking in armour guard for the trail they treck
Trecherous ways of the harmless stay with the fastest
Heavy weight on the parchment, marred with the stains of pen
Task to nail it down, training late gaining momentum
Chance on breaking ground while in transit taking mental
Snapshots of the pavement canvas forming my backdrop
Lessons handed, questions answered, stay walking the tracks - What

I′m on the move, move if you're blocking my way
Clocking the Ks, popping my phrases like Burgo′s
In the groove a modern day sleuth-hawk for the vinyl
Shoes warn to the lining but sole remain eternal
I'm on the move, move if you're blocking my way
Clocking the Ks, popping my phrases like Burgo′s
In the groove a modern day sleuth-hawk for the vinyl
Shoes warn to the lining but sole remain eternal

Ay yo driver does this motion ever stop
He said "yep" with a sigh and chose to get off
To show the next block won′t be approaching the bus
With just pedal and petrol, the toes supposed to step on
Accelerate, kicking the cogs back into action
Generate adrenaline jogging next to the platform
Emptying cans for top dog in this track born graff-war
A separatist element under latch on
Anonymous get fame tours, dropping the bomb on brick
To hold the bricks down instead of knocking to smoulderings
While offering abstract lettering from the Poska pen
They're on the leg, authorities out with a grudge they hold against
The forward motion, all people need to roll with this
Rock the bridge over the sea that rocks my solid steps
An operative that overseas all flows on the continent
To lock ′em into notions of never stopping for consequence